Unemployed at the Beginning, I Let the Singer Come Back

Jiang Yang wrote it with fascination.

Before you know it, it's almost time to get off work.

Bang bang!

Zhou Hao knocked on the door and came in, "Shall I take you back?"

Jiang Yang said no, he will go back with his wife later.

"Okay, I have the ability."

Zhou Hao gave a thumbs up, "I coaxed my wife well in half a day."

Jiang Yang let him go, "I didn't get angry and quarrel with my wife."

"Just keep your mouth shut."

Zhou Hao sat across from Jiang Yang, "How is your idea?"

Jiang Yang sat up straight and stretched his waist. Although it was a short script, it was not so easy to write, especially since he also made changes, replacing the heroine with the ability to travel through time, and added flowers. elements, so there are many places to modify.

However, he doesn't plan to write any more, and it won't be too late to grind the script slowly when tomorrow comes.

Hitting workers never work overtime.

He stood up, put on the coat on the chair, put on the hat, "There is an outline."

Zhou Hao turned over the computer screen curiously, "Let me see."

Jiang Yang was about to turn off the computer and let go of the mouse, letting Zhou Hao watch by himself, "Remember to save, I'll go first."

He is going to the bookstore.

He intends to buy all the classic mystery novels on the market and read them. He has not read many mystery novels in this world.

"Go."

Zhou Hao took the mouse over and looked at it carefully.

Jiang Yang left the office and asked Han Xiaoxiao and Li Liang to recommend some classic mystery novels, and asked them if they knew a bookstore nearby. Han Xiaoxiao knew so much about books and bookstores that she volunteered to take Jiang Yang there. She liked the feeling of buying books very much.

This feeling does not necessarily mean buying a book for yourself.

Jiang Yang said, "Is it really okay for you to be so lazy?"

Han Xiaoxiao thought it was okay, "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."

Jiang Yang agreed, but Zhou Hao didn't set a good example.

Han Xiaoxiao had already stood up with her bag, and Jiang Yang agreed with her to lead the way.

It was still raining, and each of them held an umbrella. Fortunately, the company was not far from the bookstore, and it was only a short walk after crossing the intersection. Han Xiaoxiao thought that buying books was to pick and choose, and then choose a good one, but ——

She watched with her own eyes that Jiang Yang wiped out all the works of reasoning masters in Europe, America and Japan on the bookshelf.

Han Xiaoxiao: "Boss Jiang, are you here to buy?"

She was thinking, could the next project be related to reasoning?

Florist and reasoning, sounds pretty good.

When checking out, Han Xiaoxiao walked in front, proud, she often reads books, buys few books, reads a lot, sees the shop assistants with a natural timidity, always feels that they are saying, look, this person is here again Read the book for free.

Not anymore.

She wants them to know that she is also a big client.

Han Xiaoxiao suddenly felt that the taste of a fox pretending to be a tiger is really good.

After they bought the books and paid the bill, they went back to the intersection, Han Xiaoxiao went back to the company, Jiang Yang carried a thick stack of books and walked to the entrance of the parking lot of the building, intending to wait for Li Qingning's car there.

Not far from the exit of the parking lot, a car was parked.

Bian An opened the car door and opened the umbrella, got out of the car, lit a cigarette and smoked.

"When I miss you, you are in the sky, when I miss you, you are in front of my eyes, when I miss you, you are in my mind, when I miss you, you are in my heart..." The beautiful singing voice of the Great Demon King came from the car stereo, accompanied by the sound of drizzle. Let Bian An take a big puff of cigarette.

Bian An used to like rain very much.

His father is a mason who builds houses in the countryside, and his mother is a small worker, who cannot work once it rains. They would stay at home with their brother, when there was a rain curtain hanging on the eaves, they sat under the eaves, his father told them stories, chatted with the neighbors who visited, and his mother sewed clothes, although it has been more than twenty years, thinking of that In the picture, Bian An still feels very happy.

The only ones who don't like rainy days are his parents.

But now—

Bian An spits out a string of smoke rings into the rain curtain. He doesn't like rainy days anymore. He hates the traffic in rainy days, the humidity of rainy days, the light of rainy days, the blurry photos taken, and the clothes and shoes he gets are wet. Let him feel that life has become sticky.

The rainy days when I was a child were also sticky to my parents.

"I'm so envious of this brother."

Erha in the car had a look of envy and hatred, and he asked Bian An, "Brother Bian, do you think this brother saved the Milky Way in his previous life, and let the big devil confess in Geer like this?"

Erha is a new rookie and a fan of the Big Devil.

Bian An didn't speak.

Erha continued: "It's love at first sight, isn't that considered love? No, it's impossible, the Great Demon King is not that superficial."

Erha firmly believes that idols are not such people.

Bian An smiled, "Not all love at first sight is love at first sight."

He asked Erha, is there such a moment when the sun shines through the glass and falls on the desk; when your mother cuts your nails; I will pick out your ears. Just for a moment, your mood is very peaceful, as if your heart is immersed in honey, and you wish that time would stop at that second, and your life would stop at that second.

There have been borderlines.

When he was in college, he often went to the library. One day a girl sat across from him. She was reading a book and taking notes. The sound of the pen was rustling. The sun fell on her shoulders, elongating her shadow and falling to the side. Shore's pages.

Bian An encountered that kind of peace at that moment.

Then he started chasing the girl, who is now the mother of his child.

"Of course, your sister-in-law is better than me in aesthetics."

Bian An smiled and threw the cigarette butt into the mineral water bottle on the car. Just as he was about to get in the car, his cell phone rang, "Old Wang's."

He connected to the phone, and then a series of questions came from the other end.

Bian An endured his temper, "It's not like you don't know that the big devil is hard to shoot. She won't come out of the company for a day, so I can't go to her company—"

"Ask you to take pictures of the Great Demon King? I'll let you take pictures of the Great Demon King! I want a picture of that man!" Lao Wang took pictures of the table over there, "What do you eat every day? Get out!"

He roared very loudly.

Bian An turned around while listening, and then saw Jiang Yang walking over with a book.

They were seen at the gate of the community yesterday and in the parking lot today.

They looked at each other and nodded, Jiang Yang walked past him.

Bian An listened to a call and hung up the phone.

Erha said: "Brother Bian, the old bastard took the opportunity to make things difficult for you again, this bastard is really nothing."

Bian An lit another cigarette, "It's normal, if I'm the one who goes up, I won't make it easy for him."

In the past, it was shameful to grab the news, so what can be done now.

Who made him dare not resign, the mortgage had to be repaid, and the child had to go to a good kindergarten.

A delivery man came over from the wrong direction and was riding very fast. Jiang Yang got out of the way ahead of time and didn't take a few steps, only to hear a "bang" behind him, because the road was full of water and the delivery man's car fell.

Luckily the delivery guy was wearing a helmet.

Jiang Yang's book was in a plastic bag. He put the book on the curb, covered the rain with an umbrella, and walked over to help the delivery man.

Bian An and Erha also came over to help him straighten his car.

Bian An asked if he was okay.

The delivery man shook his head, and he scratched his hands a little.

He checked the lunch box, thanked them after there was nothing serious, and hurried into the rain again on his bike.

A bunch of lollipops fell out of Jiang Yang's pocket.

Bian An picked it up and handed it to Jiang Yang.

"Thanks."

Jiang Yang nodded to him, and went back to watch over his books. His clothes were a little wet from the rain and helping the delivery man, so he took off his coat and put it on his arm.

He just put on his mask and picked up his book when Li Qingning's car stopped beside him.

Jiang Yang put the book in the trunk.